My puppy, my child…

golden retriever puppy
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How many of you parents out there find yourself tripping over toys or stepping on those wayward Lego pieces in the middle of the night? Weird thing, I still do, yet my children are adults. So who is my child that leaves mountains of surprises for me all over the house? You guessed it, my puppy…

I have the sweetest 4-year-old Goldendoodle “puppy”, Lilly, and she loves to play. She continually brings us toys from her basket for a friendly game of fetch or lays in the corner gnawing on another. One thing I love is that she enjoys her toys even when we are not around…and in the middle of the night.

So this morning, I awoke before the sun rose to start teaching my online classes. As I walked through the darkened hallway, I heard loud squeaks as I stepped on her favorite toy. As I continued, my foot got caught on one, and I actually tripped. Now I adore my “baby”, so I really wasn’t annoyed, but I found myself pondering the plight of those who have young children dashing about. I had forgotten the skill needed to navigate the landmine that is toys strewn about the floor.

At least Lilly doesn’t play with Legos…


Stay groovy…


(Copyright 2019 Susie Krivacic)

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